I almost believed you.

To the person who had to walk me home when I was drunk,

I'm sorry that you had to listen to

My ramblings about my problems,

Problems that were probably completely insignificant. 

I cannot express my thanks,

For making me feel like I wasn't alone.

Thank you for listening,
For not leaving me alone. 

For texting me back 

Instead of the running away the next day.

I don't remember much of what I said that night.

I don't know how much you understood through the snot and tears,

But I remember feeling much better

By the time you left me at my front door. 

But from what I do remember,

I know that we talked about the stars,

As we sat on a bench,

With my knee bleeding through my stockings. 

I remember you telling me that it was going to be okay,

That everything would be better. 

And in my drunken haze,

I almost believed you. 

Dodie: Intertwined